My dear little boy I sit here watching you sleep, Thinking of all the memories I would like to keep. <> You’re growing up way too fast And I cannot help but wonder If there’s a way to make it last. <> These little years: Measured in messy moments Barrels of laughter And plenty […]

It doesn’t matter what the future holds It matters what we’re holding. Right here, right now in the palms of our hands Where the true story is unfolding. <> And as I’m looking down on This babe with his sweet little face, Trying to make sense of Our Father’s endless grace <> I realize that in order to […]

Every life is precious and planned Skillfully knit together by the Masters hand. Deep inside of wombs where no eyes could see He created you and me. <> I know our purpose doesn’t always seem clear But there is a reason why we are here, Why our hearts are still beating, And there will always […]

I am looking through the window of a bus fascinated by the slow and steady rush of people on the street as they pray and cook and eat. <> I see a family on a motorbike protesters on their way to the strike, and a monk collecting food, they’re all part of this neighbourhood. <> We’re […]

I know I am nothing but a lump of clay, That will return to dust one day… <> And yet I’m being molded in The Potter’s hand For a purpose and a passion I might not fully understand. <> Fearfully and wonderfully made, In his image He did create; A work of art. A masterpiece […]

Hi, I'm Dorette! A South African by birth learning to call Asia 'home'. Creating our own family-culture with my tribe of boys. I believe that our greatest struggles can turn out to be the testimonies others need to give them hope.